Murong Yun felt a little cold on the back of her head and swallowed at the row of silver needles.
"Today's events are not allowed to be reported to outsiders."
Li Su was still condescending. After saying these words, he turned around and left, preparing to go back and bask in the moon to replenish his spiritual energy.
Marquis Jiang's face turned dark and felt pity.
A poor young man whom he helped casually became a scholar and came to the capital to repay his kindness. This was a good reputation for him. If word of this spread, it would make his reputation even higher.
Jiang Ning looked at him with an indifferent expression, as if looking at a stranger.
Xu Yuanqing was a little at a loss. He clearly made an appointment with Miss Jiang, and Miss Jiang sent someone to reply, saying that she would definitely go to the appointment. How could it be like this...
The eldest daughter of the Nan family has been in a good mood these past two days, and she has been jumping up and down when walking. The bodyguards of the Nan family have noticed this.
Because the studio was busy in the past few days, Nan Pei has been in the studio for half a month. She finalized the shooting plan, and the rest of the new products were also shot one after another.
When Nan Pei came out of the studio, she looked at the clouds in the sky and felt that they were so beautiful and relaxed all over. Now she just needs to wait for the people from the Dream club to come and take the final promotional photos.
Luan Pei Studio is one of the best traditional ancient clothing studios in the entire G country. Over the years, it has also cooperated with large and small star actors and successfully promoted ancient clothing out of the continent, and Nan Pei also played an important role in all of it.
Nan Pei once studied at a well-known domestic design school and then went abroad to study for three years. During this period, her designs, large and small, also won many awards. However, such a designer with a keen sense of fashion in the field finally chose to take the road of ancient clothing heritage.
"？"
The spiritual doctor looked at Xiao Cui's confident look and didn't dare to ask. The royal family had so many things going on in these nooks and crannies. To live longer, it was better to be blind.
As for Murong Yun, her head was already covered with silver needles, all of which were inserted by the spiritual doctor to suppress the golden spiritual energy in her body.
Because of the spiritual doctor's treatment, Murong Yun barely regained some consciousness and half-opened her eyes to see a touch of white in front of the bed...
What the hell? Phan...tom??
Because of this sound, Eunuch Ling noticed Li Yunjin. Seeing that she was not dressed like a servant, he asked, "Who are you?"
"The little girl is... the eldest daughter of Imperial Censor Li Qing..."
Li Yunjin stumbled over her identity and took a deep breath to explain: "What happened today was all caused by this humble daughter, so I want to explain the reason to His Majesty."
"Nonsense, you can go to the palace whenever you want, why don't you go back!"
